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Hopeless.

hopeless, loveless, thoughtless, completely lost. I don't know why this happens. I don't get hit. I don't get beat. I get yelled at, put down, called names, threatened. Is this abuse? I'm fourteen struggling through life. My parents obviously hate me. My friends are two-faced. There is no where left to go. Counseling? Crying? Throwing up? Yelling? Yeah... I'm lost in this dark world with no one on my side.

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Joanna Smith

Date: 2/18/2010 7:59:00 AM

this is a great but sad write. dont feel hopeless and yes there is a such thing as mental abuse, and the best thing to do about it is talk to your school guidance counselor. i am sorry you have to feel this way but just think about it like this 4 more years tops you have to deal with it and once you get your license dealing will be easier, so please keep your chin up and your pen flowing.=)Jo

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 1/20/2010 10:40:00 AM

Your poetry was a pleasure to read today Madison. I hope you have a wonderful day filled with love and inspiration. May we all be able to read your poetry here at PoetrySoup for years to come. Love, Carol